Gracious Gratitude

The Body Remembers, Everything

Wasn’t going to post about this today. Figured there would be ample content and many whose stories were…

The End

A New Beginning

It seems fitting that today, on Father’s Day, I bring this series to a close. After missing a day a few weeks back and, in the spirit of authenticity and honesty starting the day count over, and since that time finding myself struggling, I came to a realization.

Day 12

Bounty

It’s Friday… Which means it was time for my weekly visit to the downtown third Street farmers market. As usual it…

Day 11

Happy

I spent a few hours tonight in the company of the most people that I’ve been around in months. It was to celebrate a friend’s birthday — a properly socially distanced gathering, held outside at my private dog park. It was heavenly. Though there was no hugging and masks were worn…

Day 10

Grateful

… for so many things.

• Friends who offer their wisdom with not a hesitation
• Receiving a surprise note in the mail
• When people proffer tokens of kindness that have value that goes beyond any monetary measure

Day 9

Experience, Strength, and Hope

Over the years I’ve had occasion to speak at recovery meetings. Typically they are fairly short talks (known in AA parlance as “shares”). They’ve all been meetings where I’d speak on a topic or literature for 10–20 minutes and then others in the meeting get to…

Day 8

Dam(n)

Did a thing today. Kayaked from the base of Hoover Dam down the Colorado River. About 12 miles. I can’t feel my arms and am pretty sure tomorrow I will feel them…a lot.

Physical strain notwithstanding, it was a day filled with many things — gorgeous views…

Day 7

Odd Pride

So weird. It’s Pride month. While the Pride festivities in Las Vegas don’t take place until the Fall, this is the month, commemorating the Stonewall Riots over 50 years ago, when most of the world wraps itself in rainbow flags.

Day 6

Where is Home?

Is it, as they say, where the heart is? What does that mean, anyway? Charting a course for a journey to a place that held my heart for a long time. Does it still? I was pretty bruised when I left so who’s to say.